Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife
Chapter 667

Chapter 667: Chapter 667

Rosemary didn’t hold back as she gave Rose a thrashing she wouldn’t soon forget, and with a swift kick, she towered over her and chided, "Hasn’t anyone ever taught you not to waste food?"

Rose was about to retort when Rosemary’s foot came down on her once more.

Flat on her stomach, Rose’s face was now mashed into the scattered fruits on the ground.

The onlookers were gobsmacked. Ms. Rose was fierce. The scene was too satisfying to watch.

Unable to hold back her tears, Rose sobbed, "I’m going to tell my grandma, and she’ll have you torn limb from limb!"

"Oh, carry her inside,’ Rosemary’s command once again left the servants speechless.

What was Ms. Rose saying? After giving Rose a beating, she wanted her carried inside for everyone to see? Shouldn’t this be covered up?

"She wants to tattle, right? Hoist her into the living room so she can spill her guts in one go. And bring those bodyguards too."

After Rosemary finished speaking, she sauntered ahead.

The servants stood frozen for a moment before realizing Ms. Rose wasn’t joking and hurriedly called for help to carry the bodies.

In the living room.

Bess had just savored a sip of her afternoon tea when Eunice signaled the bodyguards, and in a blink, they seized her.

The teacup crashed to the floor with a crisp sound.

"Eunice, what do you think you’re doing? You dare have people grab me?" Bess couldn’t believe this bold move from Eunice, who had the audacity to capture her in front of everyone.

"Do you really think so highly of yourself? Believing that with Bard backing you, you can do as you please? This family doesn’t revolve around your words!"

As Bess’ bodyguards were about to step in, Eunice’s laugh was cold and stunning, "Take one more step and see what happens."

The bodyguards froze, not daring to make a move.

"You’re just dying to know if I’m playing clean with Alexander, right? Well, only Bard can answer that for you. How about I send you over, and you can ask him yourself?"

Eunice’s beauty was as engaging as ever, but the domineering aura she exuded was chilling to the bone.

Rosemary had just reached the entrance when she overheard the conversation. No wonder the servants said Bess was a tough nut to crack, even daring to question something as salacious as one’s purity.

At that moment, Rose and her bodyguards were dumped on the living room floor.

Bess’ eyes widened in shock as she saw her precious granddaughter beaten and bruised, her entourage not faring any better.

"Eunice, you even dare to lay a hand on my precious granddaughter?"

Before Bess could finish, Rosemary interjected coolly, "I was the one who hit her. If you have an issue, take it up with me."

Bess turned, puzzled and annoyed, "And who might you be?"

Surprised to see the room in disarray, Eunice curled her lips into a smile.

"She’s Louisa’s daughter, recently returned to the fold. The Collins family has been treating her like a gem."

Louisa had another daughter out there? And she was all grown up?

"She must have been born from some affair." Rose spat bitterly, battered and bruised. "Kenneth’s been cuckolded for years."

Before she could finish her sentence, Rosemary kicked a leather footstool nearby with such force that it flew across the room and hit Rose squarely in the face.

Rose was instantly dazed, her nose bleeding, a trickle of blood at the corner of her mouth.

"You dare hit her in front of me?" Bess was furious, pointing at Rosemary. "How could I have a niece like you?"

"Rose, you haven’t said why you hit her?" Eunice asked leisurely.

"She disrespected you and my parents, tarnishing your reputations— not a single civil word out of her mouth."

Rosemary looked coldly at the figure on the ground. "If not her, then who?"

Eunice held back a smile, glanced at Bess, then looked at Rosemary with approval.

"Seems like someone didn’t teach her manners at home. Good job setting her straight, Rose."

Bess was livid.

"Bess, you have two choices now,’ Eunice continued. "One, take your people and leave my estate within a minute. Or two, I hand you over to Bard and call Calvin to pick you up."

"Eunice." Bess was fuming, about to curse.

"Timekeeper, start the clock." Eunice sat elegantly in the main seat of the living room, her laziness and authority intermingled, exuding an indescribable feminine charm.

Her bodyguard released Bess’ arm, and Bess pointed at Eunice’s nose, threatening, "You just wait. There will be hell to pay after Bard personally comes to apologize. I won’t let you off the hook! Let’s go!"

Bess helped Rose up, while Rose cried pitifully, "Grandma, we can’t let that bitch off. Look what she did to me."

"Hold on a moment,’ Eunice suddenly said.

Bess turned around irritably. "What now? You want to detain someone? I’m telling you—"

Eunice approached with grace. "Seems like the lesson from Rose wasn’t clear enough. Your precious granddaughter hasn’t learned her manners."

Before Bess could react, Eunice raised her hand and slapped Rose hard across the face.

"It seems I have to teach you that ’bitch’ isn’t a word you can throw around."

Rose never expected Eunice to hit her. Was everyone now bold enough to walk all over them?

"Eunice." Bess raised her hand, but before it could land, Eunice caught it.

"At your age, Bess, you shouldn’t get angry, or you might throw out your back, and then blame me— which would be unfortunate." Eunice released her hand.

Bess nearly lost her footing and would have fallen if not for the bodyguard’s support.

"You’ll pay for this, Eunice— and you!" Bess glared at Rosemary furiously. "Just you wait!"

Once everyone had left, the servants cheered.

"She’s so badass! Ms. Rose too! Bess and Rose finally got a taste of their own medicine!"

Previously, out of respect for her husband, Eunice had always been accommodating. But today, Bess came to visit under the guise of concern, only to insult her with insinuations and slanders, as if being dead would be better than bringing shame to the Griffith family’s good name.

Eunice approached Rosemary, patting her shoulder in approval.

"You did well. Don’t worry, I will handle the rest."

Rosemary looked up, puzzled. "Aunt Eunice, is this how they’ve always been? So bold and unchecked!"

"It’s always been this way," Eunice was used to it. "But soon, we won’t have to tolerate it anymore."

Previously, Eunice had refrained from a confrontation out of respect for their elder status and consideration of Bard.

"Rose, join me tonight. I have a place to go." Eunice smiled. "You, my dear, are becoming more and more likable."

The servants also stole glances at Rosemary, not expecting Ms. Rose to be so cool—much like Eunice.

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